"Tienan, I'm so itchy, please help me..."
Inside the clinic of Fengshan Village, the air was filled with a strong feminine hormonal scent.
Sun Xiaowen was breathing rapidly, her hair in disarray, and her lovely, charming face was flushed with an enticing red.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, her legs tightly crossed, and her slender waist wouldn't stop twisting instinctively.
"Don't rush, carefully tell me exactly where you're feeling unwell."
Village doctor Zhao Tienan licked his lips and asked gently.
At twenty-five, in the prime of his youth, he couldn't suppress the turmoil in his heart when faced with such a sultry, alluring, village beauty lost in desire.
"I'm struggling to breathe, sweating profusely, my chest feels swollen and painful, and down there, it's terribly itchy, always secreting something sticky."
"I cut my finger yesterday, could it be I got drug poisoning from taking expired anti-inflammatories?"
Sun Xiaowen lowered her head in extreme embarrassment, placing a brown plastic pill bottle with no label on the table.
She had just come of age, a very conservative village girl, and if it weren't for the unbearable discomfort, she would never have spoken about such an embarrassing matter.
"Drug poisoning?"
Zhao Tienan opened the plastic pill bottle, frowning as he sniffed it lightly.
With years of medical practice behind him, he instantly identified it wasn't an anti-inflammatory but an animal estrus drug!
This was simply ignorant.
The young girl lacked experience; how could the elders in her family be so careless?
Human medications and veterinary drugs—how could they be mixed up?
The bottles for animal estrus drugs and anti-inflammatories were already very similar. With the labels damaged, they should be properly kept to avoid accidental ingestion.
However, thinking about it made sense. With Sun Xiaowen's parents deceased early and her grandfather suffering from dementia, sometimes clear, sometimes confuse—it's possible for the old man to do something so absurd.
"Tienan, is it serious? You must find a way to save me, I'm still so young, I don't want to die."
As the saying goes, don't fear a Western doctor smiling, but dread when a Chinese doctor's eyes grow grim.
Seeing Zhao Tienan's expression turn so serious, Sun Xiaowen burst into tears on the spot.
Her weeping, delicate face evoked pity.
And the rise and fall of her proud ample chest made Zhao Tienan swallow repeatedly, his mind in turmoil.
"Don't cry, first tell me, how many of these did you take?"
Zhao Tienan walked over, gently patting Sun Xiaowen's shoulder, soothing her softly.
"Three tablets, I cut my finger during the busy farming season, the wound was inflamed for days. To reduce the inflammation quickly, I increased the dosage on my own."
"Tienan, is there any hope for me?"
"I regret it so much, I shouldn't have been so headstrong, taking medicine recklessly..."
Sun Xiaowen grabbed Zhao Tienan's hand, crying and asking.
Three tablets?
This is utter recklessness!
The effect of this animal drug is extremely potent; two tablets could handle a three-hundred-pound sow.
Sun Xiaowen took so many, if measures aren't taken immediately, there might be a life-threatening risk.
"Ah, hmm..."
Suddenly, the drug's effect erupted again with intensity.
Sun Xiaowen couldn't help but let out a prolonged moan.
Her graceful, enchanting body convulsed violently, even the veins on her neck became distinctly visible.
She instinctively clung to Zhao Tienan, a large area between her legs becoming damp.